You come into my room
Feet silent
like falling
petals
The red leaf rests
at last
upon the lake
Next month the snow
Your smile expels the night
Cherry blossom in black rain
Two Larks in flight
Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
28th. - 29th. October 2012.
Wednesday, 14 November 2012
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